My Whiteness

I have never considered myself white nor have I ever been mistaken for white. I do however live in a very white privilege world. I can hold my own within this world, maybe because I do not speak with an accent or I have a friendly face.
Geography, I live in the city, a city that is far from my home so to make it I have had to adapt. I also work in a predominately white male field which I somehow have found my niche.
I have had comments like "interesting, you don't look Native" or "are you one of them American Indians?" that one was a winner because I was in the States and at a bar with my co-workers. who, themselves didn't know what to say to that.
I am not sure when I started walking into a room and feeling the need for acceptance, I know how to make people feel comfortable with me, with my pigment. I think I have learnt over the years how to read a room, who is going to be a challenge and if I am willing to put in the effort. I know that sounds weird, why put in the effort if they judge me before meeting me? I don't actually think a lot of people realize that their biases are right out in the open and some don't even realize that they are really biased. I can usually tell pretty quickly if I am dealing with actual prejudice or just misconceptions?(looking for a better word) This is probably the most likely reason I can adapt in almost any environment. My ability to gauge a room, a group of people and how to sometimes keep my head down if I need to.
anyways, i don't remember what my point was..I will come back